Part IV: Sing to Speak
By: Cutegirlmayra(Sorry it's been so long! I've been finishing up my other stories, hopefully, this will go well too. I'm not sure if this will be the ending Chapter, but I'll try to get it as close to the end as possible. Enjoy~)
"What's a song that says, 'Let me go?'" asked The Doctor, mostly to himself as he looked up and tried to think quickly, snapping his fingers.
Clara slowly walked to the side, da-da-daing a tune. "I see a little silhouette of a man, scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?" Clara began to speak, her voice was cute, and her singing was alright.
The Doctor tuned around, puzzled at first, then grinning. Pointing to her and clapping, rubbing his hands together he cleared his throat and continued, "Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me."
The two started dancing, very goofily, but singing the song nonetheless. The Emothians watched and looked to one another, not sure what the strange creatures were doing right now.
"I'm just a poor boy and no body loves me."
"He's just a poor boy from a poor family!"
The two were really into it, and they both looked at each other, getting ready for the main part.
"Easy come," the doctor began, "Easy go," Clara continued, before they both spun and twirled passed each other singing, with arms up and wide like Broadway, "will you let me go!"
"Let him go! Let him go!"
The Emothians looked at one another, and started to nod. It seemed they were picking up on the meaning of their feelings through the song, and some even started to part a way for them.
"Let me go! Let me go!" the two skipped the part of 'will not let you go' for obvious reasons, and smiled when they saw a clear stretch through the crowd, as if the people were willing to comply.
With a happy heart, and heavily breathing, the two grabbed one another's hand and smiled, dashing to get out.
But before they could, the little girl once again, stepped in the middle of the newly formed path to freedom for the Doctor and Clara, they skidded to a halt, almost half way through…
"What now?" Clara said, "She's just a little girl but… we can just, move pass her right?"
"No wait… Clara, look at her face."
The little girl looked heart-broken, she raised her hand the Doctor flinched back, "Oh dear, the emotion thing again?!" he waited for the feeling to sink in as the little girl cried a soft song.
The Doctor's eyes widened, and he slowly walked over the little girl, placing his gentle hands on her shoulders, "There, There. I came to help you. I heard your call…"
The little girl smiled, seeing that her feelings seemed to reach him.
"What are you talking about Doctor? Let's go!" Clara tugged on his shoulder, and was about to zip by when the Doctor called out, "No!" and grabbed the end of her jacket, pulling her down next to him.
"W-what, what?! What ever could be wrong?" Clara asked, then looked to the girl, "…is she alright?" Her kind instincts kicked in and she looked to the girl lovingly. "Is she hurt?"
"No, heartbroken. Her so called, heroes, are abandoning her in her hour of need."
"What… what do you mean?"
The little girl pulled out a scrapped up device, it looked slightly broken as wires were hanging out on one side, but the screen fizzed on when she turned it on. Clicking a morse like code into it, the screen spelled out, "Red Warning."
"Why… she's a little Alexander Graham Bell!" the Doctor shouted out, overjoyed. "She invented a phone!" he cried out, looking to Clara. "She's the messenger, to save her people from… well, from whatever, she must of found some old garbage heap of scrapped up space junk that fell to her little planet, and being the clever girl she is," he ruffled her hair with his hand, praising her as she giggled and stopped crying. "She made a device to search for help."
"But how did she make the signal? I mean, you said Emothians can't talk without singing? How can they-"
"Clara, every intelligent species has a written language. Since emotions can't be written, and musical instruments don't exist here, obviously, then it's safe to say she used some sort of morse code." He looked back at the girl, "Now then… what song says, I want to help you?"
Clara thought a moment…. "Lean on me… When you're not strong." She began, beautifully.
"And I'll be your friend," The Doctor continued, looking kindly into the girl's eyes, "I'll help you carry on."
The little girl held her hand to him and Clara, since they were singing sometime that carried the same emotions. She smiled, understanding them, and dashed forward, waiting for them to follow, she looked back and waved them the universal sign for 'come on, then!'
"Spunky girl." The Doctor smiled, "I like her." He looked to Clara, then back at the girl with a smile and ran to greet her.
Clara smiled too, "I know that look…" she slyly grinned, remembering when they first met and ran off after them.
Going down into a hole that angled itself into a cave of some kind, the two followed the girl, as the village seemed to be following after them, unsure of what the strange creatures were going to do.
Once down there, they heard spurting of kind, and Clara was disgusted, "What is that? It sounds like someone… someone.. ugh, it's to nasty to even say!" She looked around, seeing the little girl pick up a torch on the wall, and then look back, scared, to the Doctor and Clara.
"The little girl's singing again…" Doctor pointed out, "And now… I feel unsure and terrified…" he concluded. Taking a gulp, he took a torch too and motioned for her to move along. "Move along, move along just to make it through. Move along." He sang.
As they went on, Clara smiled and tried to lighten the mood. "You sing well, Doctor. We should have a karaoke night with the kids sometime. They do love Karaoke." She teased, waiting behind him to see what he would say as they progressed through the huge tunnel.
"Heh, as long as I can hear you sing, "Fly me to the moon.", Clara." He teased right back, turning around and smiling jokingly at her.
"Hmm… We'll see." For a moment, the two stared at each other in a entranced state, until the little girl let out a very high pitched note, and stomped on the ground, startling the two of them. "Whoops, guess she doesn't like to be kept waiting."
"Well, her people's livelihoods seem to be on the line, Clara. Along with, perhaps… their lives." The Doctor concluded.
Finally getting to the end, a large carven was there along with a giant monster.
"Eww! What is that thing!?" Clara exclaimed, "It's huge!"
"What on earth is a Planet Fly doing here?!" The Doctor blurted out, appalled by it's very presence.
The creature looked like a humongous frog, with dragon-like qualities as it had small wings on the side of it, but of course, was to fat to fly. It took up half the cavern, and had a whale-like mouth that it slightly opened, as if breathing. It had large eyes, like a lizard, and it oozed out a yellowish slim from it's large, holes that seemed like pours that dripped off it's pale yellow green body.
"What… What is that ooze, Doctor?" Asked Clara.
"Well, it's the waste from chemically altering water. Once a Planet Fly takes all the H2O in a planet, and reverts it into food for itself, it brings back a waste that is equal to toxic- No!" A bit squirted out on Clara, she freaked out, and the Doctor held her hand back from touching it. "Take off your coat! Now! Before it leaks through your skin!" She quickly tugged it off, and watched as it moved through her fabric like it was nothing. Stepping away together, they both slowly looked back up at the thing. "Doctor… I don't like this…Planet Fly thing." Clara concluded.
"Neither do the 1,000 of infected Planets that have all withered away from hoisting life because of it." The Doctor mentioned. "What a Planet Fly does…" he began to explain, while the two watched as the Planet Fly lifted it's head up and started chugging at the dirt, more and more mountains of water splashed down around his large mouth, as he began to drink the planet's water again. "Is once it's done with a planet, it flies off into space, and drops an egg on the nearest planet that's got bountiful plains of water. Once the egg lands, most planets either worship it as a sign of Gods or what not, or try and destroy it. The thing is, the shells are like Darlek armor, imperturbable. You have to wait till it hatches to kill it. Once hatched though, it buries itself into the planet, as close as it can get to the core, and drinks the planet dry from the inside out." The Doctor took out his sonic screw driver, and pointed it at the thing. Looking back, he growled out a, "It's already devoured half the planet's water supply. That's why there aren't a lot of wild life, and that's why the people are fighting. For water… for life." He ran up to the little girl, trying to comfort her.
"Doctor,… what's the plan then?" Clara asked, looking at the thing and then back to the Doctor. "Can't we just… you know.. shot it or something?"
"I'm against killing, Clara. And unnecessarily destructive weapons." The Doctor spoke out.
"Then how else are we going to get rid of it before the planet dries up!" Clara looked worried, "These people have families.. Children!" she pointed to the girl. "We can't just-" She noticed the Doctor look up to her, and smiled, knowing they won't just run away…
"Maybe… if we can communicate with it… The planet, Clara. Emothians gained the ability to communicate through emotion, because the very planet gave them the evolutionary way to do so!" He started to wave his sonic screw driver around the planet, still blinking above. "Ah, yes. It's blinking in morse code, three times, and red." He showed three fingers to Clara. "The TARDIS translated the morse code from the little girl's device and it spelled out, "Red Warning." She wasn't calling for help Clara…" he looked back to Clara, "She was bravely accepting defeat… she was calling out to other planets see…" he walked over to her, looking down. "She was… warning them… that a Planet Fly was going to kill them… that they better run… or it may fly off and lay an egg on your planet too…" He turned back to Clara.
"So… you want to ask it to..?"
"Kindly die for us." The Doctor announced, and tugged roughly on his jacket, as he ran up to the large group of people.
"…What?"
"Alright, everyone! All together! Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-da-dah. Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-da-dah, dic-ta-dum, ah, ah, dic-da-dum." The Doctor began to sing, then looked to Clara and smiled, "Good old, Queen!"
"Pressure, pushing down on me, press down on you, no man ask for ."
"I'm gonna make a change, for once in my life. It's gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference, gonna make it right…"
"Under pressure, that tairs a nation down, splits a family in two, puts people on streets."
"I see the kids in the street, with not enough to eat! Who am I? To be blind? Pretending not to see their needs."
"Good ol'Jackson." Clara stopped singing a moment to smile to The Doctor. They're melody wasn't done just yet.
"It's the terror of knowing what this world is about, Hearing some good friend scream!"
"LET THEM OUT!" The doctor hollered at the Planet Fly, as the emotions caught on to the different tunes, and began to sing in LaLaLa's with them.
The Planet fly stopped drinking, and moved his large head the slide, leaning it down and having his big old bulbous eye looking at the people, and being forced to feel what they were feeling.
"And a one man's soul~ They follow each other on the wind, ya know? Cause they got nowhere to go! That's why I want you to know!" The Doctor sang directly to the Planet Fly's eye, snapping his finger and tapping his foot as he tried to feel the words, make the creature and the people understand what they needed to convey to it. "I'm starting with the man in the mirror! I'm asking him to change his ways! And no message could have been any clearer, if you wanna make this world a better place, then look at yourself and then make that CHANGE!" the Doctor almost pleaded out the words.
"Nana, nana, na-nah-nah-nahh.." Clara sang.
"…Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men."
The Planet Frog seemed to be crying, blinking his large eye slowly from side to side, like a lizards, as toxic waste came out instead of tears.
Clara and the Doctor held hands, and the people began to belt the melody out as well, now fully understanding what the Doctor and Clara were trying to do. "Then join in the fight that will give you the right to be free!"
The Planet Fly reared it's head up, and pushed, as if vomiting, water out of it's large self. It flowed through back into the planet. As the people began to rejoice more in the Doctor and Clara's songs.
"Its working, Clara! It's sending the remaining water from it's belly back into the planet! Now, to those animals still lucky enough to survive this natural selection of sorts, will breed and populate again. The people will have food and water, and no more wars!" He excitedly said, picking her up and swinging her around happily.
"D-doctor! Doctor! Ah!" Happily screamed Clara, holding on as tight as she could. "Doctor, doctor wait…" when he put her down, asking her what was wrong, she looked concerningly back to the Planet Fly. "Why is it shrinking?"
The Planet Fly was growing smaller and smaller, until finally being incenerated by it's own deadly waste product. As it cried out sadly, after releasing the water and only being about the size of a small pony, it slowly began to die. The little girl held out her hand to it, and then to the doctor, showing him it's feelings.
"…." The Doctor began to tear up.
"What, what is it?"
"It had no idea…" he covered his mouth, sobbing now. "It had no idea it was born a monster… it was just doing what, genetically, it was told to do to survive… it had no idea…" After the creature's shrieking stopped, and it's body became nothing more than dissolved particles, the ground underneath the toxic seemed about ready to give way.
"Uh-oh, we need to get these people-OUT OF HERE! CLARA!" The ground gave way, and Clara almost fell in the hole it left. The Doctor reached out and pulled her to him, embracing her and breathing heavily. The little girl however, with a bunch of other Emothians, began to fall. "NOOO!" The Doctor watched them fall through the earth, and made him and Clara look away as they landed in the toxic.
"What happened?! Doctor, where's the-" The Doctor released hand that held Clara's head away as she looked back, seeing the clothes being incinerated and nothing more she knew what had happened. "N-noo…NO! NO-NO! We won! How could this- how could.." She clung to the Doctor, crying, as he too couldn't help but do the same.
"She was… brilliant… she would of lead these people out of the dark ages…" The Doctor mourned, as the people cried too.
Heading back to the TARDIS, the Doctor and Clara suddenly noticed something. As they ran in, they looked at the TARDIS's screen, and hugged one another.
It read: "Healed. Graditude. Alive."
The Little girl, along with some of the other Emothians, had grabbed a wall where the toxic wasn't on, and were able to climb out. The Little Girl was now on a decorated throne-like Chair, in front of the Chief of her village and people. Placing the Cellar device down on her lap, she smiled to her king. He smiled back, sang a song, and placed a crown of flowers and spearheads on her head. The people cheered, and sang the melody of Clara and The Doctor.
"So… No more adventures for today?" Clara seemed to beg the Doctor, but glad that the little girl survived.
"Well, not all things end sadly. There are happy ever after's out there… after all…" He stroked his Tardis, seeming glad too.
"…" Clara took the Doctor's arm, making him nervously look up to her. They both were leaning on the Tardis as she let her head fall on his shoulder, or rather, since she was so small, near it on his arm. "I rather… would like to do that Karaoke date. With the kids.."
"…Will you sing, 'Fly me to the Moon'?" the Doctor asked playfully. "It is my favorite song."
Clara smiled, "And what will you sing?"
The Doctor grinned a cheeky smile as he turned himself around. "Ge-ge-jo-jo uh la-la Hmm, let's go, Geronimo!" he moved one hand out, and then the other, then grabbed Clara's hand and started running all around the Tardis.
"I'll get you outta here!"
"There's to much talking in this atmosphere!" Clara joined in, and then laughed at the ridiculous moves the Doctor was pulling next to her.
"Cuz I just wanna get you out of here!"
Clara started getting her own jive going too, dancing right along with him. "My baby gonna get a lot of me, oohhh-oh-ohh~"
"SHE GOES-" The Doctor pointed to Clara, a moment of pause, and then the two jumped back into song. "Ge-ge-e jo joGe-ge-e jo jo uh lala hmm let's go, Geronimo! Ze-ze-e so-so uh lala hmm let's go, Geronimo! Ge-ge-e jo jo uh lala hmm let's go. And I'm breaking, I'm breaking away! I'm aiming power power shots, and I'm giving all I got."
The Tardis spun off into the galaxy, and suddenly disappeared instantaneously.